1 Swirl of smoke


Lost in a swirl of smoke

as it climbs the night sky.

It dances with the wind

as it reaches up high.


The smoke flickers and shakes

throughout its delicate journey.

Braced against any breath

from the nearby beings’ yearning.


It rises slowly.

Its arms reach up to the moon.

A cold wind wafts past.

It will be there all too soon.








Pink climbs to heaven

on bristling leaves.

Fuchsia steps up

the balconies.

It covers our world

with vibrancy.

Cheering us on

our gloomiest days.

Raising our spirits.

Coaxing us to reach

for the heavens.


Ice Fire


Icy cold.

Toes are numb.

Fingers are tingling.

I can see my breath.

I can hear the wind blowing.

Whipping past my face.

I’m getting tired.

But I must continue on.

To the top of the hill.

The view is waiting for me.

I can’t disappoint it

or myself.

Only a few more steps.


It has taken my breath away.

The colors.

The sharp edges.

Prettier than a picture.

Perfect in its beauty.


never give up

Never give up.

Keep your head up high,

little one.

Keep on fighting.

No matter how hard, or

how fruitless it may seem.

The road my be long and bumpy.

Full of pot holes and road blocks.

It is worth it.

It is always worth it.


Do we dare?

Dare to walk in the snow.

Climb the rocks.

Slide down the slopes.

Feel the cold on our faces.

The wind hitting our bodies.

The brisk nip in the air.

Should we?

Someone else has done it,

while we’ve been procrastinating.

Do it now.


brutalgeneration:</p> <p>IMG_0011 (by Xiaowen Ye)</p> <p>Climb to the top of the rocks.<br /> Look out.<br /> What do you see?<br /> Do you see the beauty all around you?<br /> Do you feel that you have accomplished something?<br /> Yes, you have.<br /> You have reached your goal for the day.<br /> That is enough for today.<br /> Tomorrow is another day and another goal.



Climb to the top of the rocks.

Look out.

What do you see?

Do you see the beauty all around you?

Do you feel that you have accomplished something?

Yes, you have.

You have reached your goal for the day.

That is enough for today.

Tomorrow is another day and another goal.




      She said, “I’ll go.” She didn’t know where she got her courage from, but she was tired of being controlled by the freak who owned this house.
     She climbed the tower’s brick wall, using her hands and feet to push her body up the wall, brick by sharp brick. The farther up she climbed…the farther away the top of the tower seemed to be. She knew that this couldn’t be possible unless someone was playing tricks with their minds again—like with the water that had appeared.
     She was almost at the top when she heard a booming sound coming from above. The gate that had been lying across the top was now crashing down to one side—the side she was hanging on to. While she held on tight, she closed her eyes and prayed. The gate bashed against her, but she still managed to keep her footing. She climbed back down before she got swatted like an ant against the wall.
     “This must have been the master plan all along; that we all die in this house—one by one,” she yelled at Mike and David, who were both standing in the doorway with their mouths hanging open. Mike’s response was simply to turn around and stomp away. She was disgusted by this whole business and by Mike’s total lack of sympathy. He didn’t seem to be at all concerned that she’d almost been killed. She knew he wasn’t a real friend and couldn’t be relied upon in the future.